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Who: Vaughn Inglebard, Karl Aurion
Where: Obnoxious coffee hangout Starbucks
When: 3/31
What: Close encounters of the Starbucks kind
Warning: N/A for now



[It's a perfectly routine coffee run, really. Ever since he started at LCU, Vaughn's gotten into the habit of stopping by the nearest Starbucks after class, then nursing his drink during the walk home. It's a pretty easy habit to keep up, even if the drinks do cost him a bit more than if he'd just gone to pretty much any other coffee place in town, but hey. When has he ever let that stop him? He likes stopping by this particular place anyway, so what's not to love?

He's a little later than usual this particular day though, having stayed somewhat longer than usual on campus. He is, however, just as inattentive as ever, so he's not exactly paying attention when he backs away after grabbing his coffee.

But it's not like anyone could possibly be in the way, right?]

Comments

[flamberge]

[Oh no, of course not! No one's standing directly behind him after getting their own drink. It's definitely not a very tall guy who's in the process of lifting that big, very hot drink to his lips for a sip. Being in the process of drink it also doesn't make said guy oblivious to someone backing up without paying attention, either!

Except it does.

One minute, Karl's in the process of almost getting to taste that wonderful, wonderful caffeine. Next minute, some guy bumps right into his raised elbow, resulting in him jolting the cup, the lid popping off and scolding hot coffee spilling all over him. Hot coffee IS HOT, granted the Cruxis Crystal helps with not feeling it as much, but still not enjoyable. This is great, just great.]

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[There is absolutely no way he's about to cause an incident or--

...Oh.

Vaughn instantly turns around, then backs up, eyes widening in surprise.]

Whoa, whoa, whoa! [He waves his free hand in front of him, shaking his head.] Sorry, sorry! I didn't... Are you okay?!

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[A few drops of slightly cooled coffee get wiped away from his eyes and off his sunglasses. Wearing those sunglasses potentially saved his eyes from a direct hit from the hot liquid. Never underestimate the protective power of eye wear!]

I'm fine. I may need some napkins, however.

[He'd get them himself, but that would mean dripping all over the floor to get them. No need to force the staff to clean up even more of a mess.]

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[Hearing that, Vaughn finally calms down enough to get a good look at him... and promptly wince. Just napkins? Seriously? When coffee ended up even on his sunglasses?

...Well, far be it from him to tell this guy how he should react.

He laughs, far too awkward to be natural, and darts back to the counter to grab a handful of napkins.]

Heh... Right... Right! Yeah! Napkins! I've got 'em!

[He shrugs as he holds them out then, after a moment's pause.] ...You seriously didn't get burned?!

[flamberge]

[The napkins get taken with soft thanks. Will these save the poor shirt from coffee stains? Probably not, but at least his face can be coffee free. And sunglasses, too. Sunglasses make the man so gotta keep them clean.

...Whoops. The heat should be painful, shouldn't it? There should have been a reaction to it, shouldn't there? Okay, think quick...]

I've a high tolerance for heat.

[Best explanation or best explanation? Clearly this stranger is a genius.]

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[A high tolerance? Wow, must be some tolerance.

He huffs out another laugh, shaking his head.]

Seriously? Whoa, that coffee had to be really hot though! You've gotta be... totally awesome for it not to bother you!

Heh, are you sure you didn't get hurt anyway and it just doesn't hurt?

[Superhuman!! That's what he's gotta be!]

[flamberge]

[Totally awesome, huh? A flattering thing say, it almost makes up for him probably smelling like coffee for the rest of the day.]

It hurts somewhat, but just not as much as you'd think. I'm not impervious to pain.

[Just hurts less! Really, person, he's just a normal, abnormal human! Nothing to see here nope nope!]

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[Oh damn. So it does hurt!!

He pauses, eyes widening slightly, then...]

So you... really don't need anything else besides the napkins? ...Like water?!

[WHAT ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO DO WHEN PEOPLE GET BURNED, oh, maybe he really should have paid more attention in school.]

Um... Either way, sorry again. Sorry!

[flamberge]

You hadn't run into me purposely so don't need to apologize.

[Body language and tone conveys the message that it's cool! Really! Unless this had all been some master plan to make Karl's day as bad as possible. If so, then the kid owes him an apology and a coffee.]

However, water... might not be a bad idea.

[Not for the burns, but for cleaning off some of the coffee. Great as coffee is, stinking like it all day can't be called enjoyable.]

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[All right then!! Water. Great. Water!

He breathes out a sigh, relaxing again.]

Great, yeah! You've still got coffee everywhere! I think I've got... [He trails off and, one-handed, digs in the pocket of his backpack. After a moment, he grins, pulling out... one (1!) unopened bottle of water.

Aww yess, he knew he carried one for a reason.]

How's this?

[Good plans, haha, as if]

[flamberge]

[Water bottles: best invention or best invention? This mystery kid having one makes this unlucky collision feel a little nicer. Still covered in coffee with ruined clothes, but with the possibility of getting some of it off.]

Perfect. Thank you.

[The bottle gets taken and poured out a bit on one of the napkins. Time to get cleaning. His shirt may not be saved but at least his face can be.]